So, I woke up this morning and as I dragged myself to the shower I realized, I am bored.

Bored, bored, bored.

I go to work, I come home, I knit a sleeve. It’s too much. Or not enough.

Partly it’s just that I’ve come to dislike getting all wet in the morning. Maybe I should move my shower to the evening?

And I do like my bus ride in the morning, and the color of the sock I’m currently knitting is enchanting —

You see? This is not enough to sustain life, is it.

I’m trying to view this as a positive thing — I’ve always thought it was a good thing for children to get bored enough to figure out something interesting to do, and I suppose the same should hold true for me.

Anyway — in the course of the day I got a long email from a friend, and another friend invited me to a cheese tasting this evening in the city. Life is not devoid of all charms.

But I’m going to have to think of something — should I reconsider my dream of becoming a geologist? Cultivate an interest in birds? Is it too late to study linguistics? comparative literature? Become a forest ranger or a farmer? Arctic explorer? Writer of guidebooks? High school teacher?

I’ll keep you posted.


7 thoughts on “Blah

  1. I’m trying to wrap my mind around an existence without a child-related drama every hour or so, and failing. But I can see how it could feel like being bored, at least at first.

  2. It’s never too late to study anything you want.

    And – what Jeanne said. I think I’d consider it like a long vacation and then eventually maybe be bored. But, I could write more, garden more, bake more, nap more, read more….

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